POTD: Love 5310 Jan 2020
Day 5. Today’s poem of the day is Love liii.
Let me not mar that perfect dream
By an auroral stain,
But so adjust my daily night
That it will come again.1
I don’t know how I feel about this one. I really like the northern lights. Ever since I first saw them I’ve been jonesing for another fix.
Emily Dickinson. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Little, Brown, and Company. (1929) ↩